Today was not one of them.
As I've said before, I think everything is a cycle, a balancing of scales. So while I sometimes have awesomely good days, well. The flip side of that is days like today.
I've finished the lice portion of the body of Lustkofe En, and am working upward toward the shoulders (about five inches to go). Did the triangles yesterday, did the oxos today. You'd think after twenty-odd years of knitting, I could do some damn oxos, but NO. Establish pattern row? HAH. The first round is knit 3 black, knit 1 cream, so basically you have to establish pattern row AGAIN, on the second round of the pattern. And because of the big steek in the front center, the only way to be absolutely sure it's centered right is to knit and see. So I got about 3/4 of the way around the first pattern round, realized I'd screwed it up, and had to tink back 200 stitches. Then, the second round, I DID IT AGAIN. Three hours to knit two fricking rows. I don't care if they're about 300 stitches each, that's ridiculous.
This is Skehmet, sleeping on my lap. It makes typing a little tricky. If I wake her up by moving her paw, she bites me.
And since all of you enjoyed the last photos of the Goob, here she is again.
She's not doing much of anything; I don't think she feels well today. But that's what she was doing when I took the knitting photo, so there you go.